#Muse: CHAR

[taintedlxve]

Fuck. If it’s not too late for a funny pic idea: Cheri in a washer with her ass sticking out, doing the classic ‘what’re you doing stepsis (except she just says sis, obviously)’, with Char reacting to that. How she reacts is however you want her to!

She's straightforward at least

[hopefulmasses]

"If you have such strong opinions on what I do with my talent then perhaps you should take their place, darling sister."

[midnightactual]

[ Closed Starter for @astralmirrors: Char Aznable ]

It'd become really obvious the Argama's current guard patrol wasn't going to run into anything, so might as well have some fun. Yoruichi flipped her radio's switch. "Hey, Quattro," his name was always said with the subtlest amused air, "I'm curious: how do you feel about classical music?"

[insporp]

(c)

[hopefulmasses]

"Ghdgh!" Char swore back at Rise, incensed by the idol's insolence.

Her captors seemed to find it amusing however. "Ohoho, drama~ sounds like your talent isn't as tightly leashed as you told us." The man probing her mouth moved his hand to her chin, forcing her to look at his smug grinning face. "But ya gotta hand it to her, she's right!"

"GH..hah, f-fuck you and fuck--ah! AH! F-fuck her-- Insolent c-curs the lot of you-NGH!" While Rise's training was earning her praise and relatively gentle treatment, Char's anger drove her to dig her proverbial grave.

A couple more VIPs began yank her back and forth to throat their cocks, barely allowing her a moment of rest in between. The producer was simply not built for this treatment.

Rise, while still getting the brunt of the better treatment, would still feel a commanding hand on her neck, urging her to at least multitask in the midst of berating her boss.

Rise at least knew what she had to do, wrapping her fingers around those throbbing cocks even as she tried to clear the cum out of her throat.

“Char you- ah- you bitch. S-serves you right for dragging me here! I hope you can’t sit right for a week!”

She made sure to roll her hips in time with the man fucking her, so used to satisfying Char that she knew how to stay on their good side. As long as the men using her were entertained, that meant they could focus any roughness on Char instead...

[neighboursdaily]

Stefan Dennis as Paul Robinson NEIGHBOURS (1985 - ) Episode 7841 (2018)

[endlessinspos]

[maxmcyfield]

ROSÉ & EVAN MOCK in toxic till the end music video (dir. ramez silyan)

[ylangelegy]

my lovely !!!! congrats on 1 million followers 💝🎉✨ although u deserve a billion 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ i’m here to submit a📱 bc i’m dying to hear some more about ‘blindsided’ pls 🤲

char, my light, my love! u make this godforsaken site worth it and i love u oh so dearly ୨ৎ i am forever a u/pochaccoups fan 🙂‍↕️

📱 office worker!wonwoo x reader, based on blindsided (fic + text imagines). part of my follower milestone celebration. mdni, 18+ content.

Wonwoo has fucked you in every imaginable corner of your office.

He knows he should probably be guilty. He’s a model employee, after all. Perfect performance evaluations and all that. 

But he just can’t bring himself to care, not when he’s got you bent over the copy machine after hours. He doesn’t think of ethics or rules when he’s eating you out in one of the bathroom stalls or when the two of you steal away to the supply closet for a quickie.  

He’s certainly not thinking of it now as the two of you christen his new office room. 

Graduating from a cubicle was no small feat. At least that’s what you sweetly told him before sinking to your knees and unbuckling his belt. Wonwoo has a fistful of your hair in one hand while the other clutches the corner of his desk, white-knuckled in its grip. 

He hasn’t had this room for more than two days and he’s already risking it all for some head. Maybe he should— 

The tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, and whatever he was thinking of doing is as good as gone. 

“Fuck,” he huffs, his fingers tightening around the strands of your hair. “You’re— ah— going to get me in trouble.” 

You hum in response, unrepentant in your debauchery. You merely continue to suck him off like your life depends on it. The only thing Wonwoo can do is keep an eye on the door and hope, pray, that nobody needs him for the next ten minutes or so. 

When Wonwoo’s gaze flicks to you underneath his desk, he’s done for.

Maybe it’s the tears edging at your lashes, the way you’re trying so hard to take in every inch of him in your mouth. Maybe it’s how you look underneath his grasp, how you’re pliant and perfect and on your goddamn knees. 

Maybe he’s always just been weak for you. There’s that, too. 

Either way, Wonwoo finishes with a strangled groan. His hand that had been clutching the desk goes to cover his mouth in a futile attempt to bite back the sound. You lap up every drop of his seed in the way that drives him absolutely crazy, the way that makes him want to shoot his cum down your throat for days on end. 

His chest heaves as you shuffle out from underneath the desk, a coy grin tugging at your lips. You throw a quick glance at the door before draping yourself across Wonwoo’s lap, your skirt riding up as you bracket yourself across his thighs. 

Wonwoo’s hands instinctively find purchase at your waist. He lets out a low hiss when he feels just how wet you are, the evidence of your arousal seeping through your underwear and on to his pant leg. 

“Can’t do this,” he breathes out, his denial weak in the way his fingers slide up your blouse. “We have to stop.” 

He’s given you this bullshit excuse enough times that you know he doesn’t really mean it. A part of him does this time, he likes to think, and you must know that, too, because you lean forward until your chests are pressed together.

“Don’t worry.” You give a playful nip at his earlobe. “I’ll be gone in two weeks.” 

“What?” he sputters, his eyes widening behind his glasses. 

He tries to gently pull you away from him, but you don’t budge. Your head instead falls into the crook of his neck as you giggle breathlessly. 

“Got poached. Same position as yours,” you inform him. “Our company’s non-compete clause is pretty shitty, so I think I’m going to get away with it.” 

On one hand, Wonwoo is grateful. Your move would solve a number of issues, from conflict of interest to his never-ending war with morality. And— maybe, just maybe— he could graduate from friends with benefits to something more. Something real. 

But it also meant— 

Your teeth scraping his pulse point drags him out of his thoughts. Wonwoo’s grip on you tightens. You and your stupid habit of leaving marks right before ruining him. 

“What do you say, Jeon?” you tease. “One more for the road, yeah?” 

[tvinspo]

MAYANS M.C. (2018 ▬)

[iinspos]

x

[hopefulmasses]

Consider Rise and Char doing a post show "fan appreciation" backstage, just the two of them in a situation where they know they're hot shit and can enjoy each other's company while getting fans off at their own pace~

Them blowing kisses and cooing at each other. The fans are almost not there with how enamored the two are with one another as they stroke and squeeze like its second nature.

[dazzlinginspo]

libra and capricorn energy

[insporp]

(c)

[hopefulmasses]

If her brain weren't being stirred up by this thick cock, she'd probably be grateful not to have to endure the added humiliation of being berated by her talent, but as it stood it was all she could do to keep a grip on her wits.

Rise would somewhat get her wish though, the man fucking her face jamming her nose into his pubic region for what surely felt like minutes as one, two, three, and more slimy thick loads were fired down her throat. "NGh, fuck..."

As he pulls out of her mouth, the man behind her finishes, playing with her snatch, picking her up by her hips and impaling her with little ceremony as two more men present themselves to her on each side, certain she knew what they expected and eager to punish her if she hesitated for too long.

@hopefulmasses (Continued from ask)

Rise was doing her best to voice her frustrations with Char, but it mostly came out as muffled yelling broken up by the occasional moan when the artless oaf fingering her managed to actually find a sensitive spot on accident. At this rate she was starting to wish the brute fucking her throat just start using her pussy already so she could make sure Char knew just how pissed she was...

[alreadyghostts]

the other girl by kelsea ballerini ft. halsey